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Richard Thompson The Chrono Show

Little boy running and the little girl too Got the money tucked up in their hands Over the wall and down into the street Give your money to the hollering

We used to say "There'd come the day we'd all be making songs Or finding better words" These ideas never lasted long The way is up along the road, the

High up above the crowd The great Valerio is walking The rope seems hung from cloud to cloud And time stands still while he is walking His eye is steady

Oh some girls hold the ace, the deuce, the trey X-ray the deck to see what's coming Mary Antoinette she smiled that way Easy to smile when the luck is

By Devonside she was a-marching It was a gang of no great size And surrender was the banner that she carried And hungry was the shiver in her eyes She

She was there one minute and then she was gone the next Lying in a pool of herself with a twisted neck Oh she fell from the roof to the ground There